Kittles Bay had been a family vacation spot for the Jones longer than Kaitlin could remember. One February, when her brother was off for half-term and she wasn’t quite old enough to have started school, her father had driven them out to the craggy shoreline ‘just because’.
Hunched up in his hoodie, her brother complained it was too cold and hid from the churning, grey sea in the rattling tin can their father coaxed awake each morning.
‘This!’ said her father, feet wide apart on a giant link and arms spread outwards, ‘is where the giants fled the Old King!’
Great take on the prompt! It looks like we have a similar idea. My story is kind of about giants too. 🙂
https://yzhengblog.wordpress.com/2015/06/03/friday-fictioneers-silly-giant-tale/
There is a lot of story in these hundred words, and a lot of questions. It could go so many ways. Very atmospheric, not only the weather. 🙂 Great story.
Thank you.
You tell that to the kids of today and they don’t believe you!